It was past midnight, and seven figures were hurrying along the night road. The one who led the way was Ma Liang, followed by Lao Luo, followed by two people pushing a small cart, the car was loaded with 200 catties of grain that he had only gotten from Hu Yi in the morning, and then the two people behind him resisted a 'big lifting pole' more than two meters long, and the last one was a young man, named Shi Cheng, who was Lao Luo's nephew.

Listening to Ma Liang's explanation of the situation, Lao Luo didn't say a word, didn't delay for a minute, and led a six-person guerrilla team to bring his belongings.

Although he was mistakenly killed by a comrade when he first met with Class 9, now, Lao Luo has a good opinion of Class 9 and regards Hu Yi as a nobleman. Since the establishment of this small guerrilla force, nothing major has been done, nobles are nobles, and this time, they were able to catch up with a big operation, and several people were secretly excited in their hearts.

After seeing the secret sentry of the second company, I turned over two more mountain beams, and in the deep valley, seven or eight bonfires came into view, and finally arrived at the place.

was not familiar with the people of the second company, Lao Luo naturally followed Ma Liang to the ninth class on the lonely side, and stayed together after greeting the people of the ninth class.

Squad leader Hu Yi is not here, although the sparrow is small, it is also a bird, it stands to reason that Lao Luo is a guerrilla captain and belongs to the identity of an independent friendly army, he can take the initiative to go to the second company and meet Hu Yi and the second company commander, but Lao Luo did not do this, he felt that his people were too shabby, few people and bad equipment, how embarrassed to be the leader of the Eighth Route Army, so he modestly and low-key positioned several of his people as a subordinate of the ninth class.

Once raw and twice cooked, this is the fourth time they have met, and the two sides immediately get together harmoniously, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, do business first, scoop grain and cook.

Although it was past midnight, all the warriors in the valley were awake, not because they didn't want to sleep, but because they couldn't. Since Hu Yi and Gao Yidao got together and started to study the plan, Gao Yidao's voice has become louder and louder, and his voice has become higher and higher, and it is still going on, and he has been woken up when he is asleep.

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The people are still those two people, Gao Yidao and Hu Yi, the company commander and the staff officer, the fire is still the same fire, and now it is burning even more brightly, because during this period, Gao Yidao ordered the soldiers to come over and add firewood.

The two of them have studied so far, the planned time has been determined, the sooner the better, and they will inform Li Youde early tomorrow morning. Tomorrow afternoon, Li Youde's report will be delivered to the county seat, and it is estimated that the devils who will get grain will come out of the county seat the day after tomorrow.

The ambush site was also determined, and the roadside mountain beam where the second company and the ninth class met was selected, the road was north-south, the east was flat and the west was facing the mountain, the location was not in the range of the deciduous village, it was far away from the county seat, and the surrounding area was barren, even if the movement was noisy, it was impossible for reinforcements to come for a while, and it was convenient to retreat into the mountain.

The opinions of the two on the issue of time and place are basically the same, so they discuss and determine each other in a harmonious voice, but when it comes to the specific plan of action, the differences between the two appear, Gao Yidao's voice is getting louder and louder, and Hu Yi's brows are furrowing deeper and deeper, and gradually becoming a needle-to-wheat mang.

"There are more than fifty devils alone, counting the puppet army of a total of one hundred and fifteen, more than us, which firepower is fighting?" Gao Yidao stood next to the fire, swaying back and forth, and at the same time asked Hu Yi with a red face and a thick neck.

Hu Yi sat by the fire, tilted his head and looked at Gao Yidao, who was pacing back and forth: "Firepower is not necessarily determined by more guns and fewer guns, we have the advantage of firing first, and we must maximize the firepower of the first wave of strikes." If you can eat half of the devils in the first wave of blows, you will have a chance to continue fighting later. ”

"What if the first wave can't defeat half of the devils? Then it will become a positional battle, a small team, at least he must have three crooked handles, right? There will also be grenadiers, right? How long can we carry them? There are fewer guns than them, and the firepower advantage is also theirs, how can we fight in the back?"

"So in the first wave of strikes, focus on taking care of the machine guns and grenadiers of the devils. ”

"Even if you succeed in the first wave, can we take advantage of the back-up shooting? Don't you know, there are only a dozen veterans in my second company, shooting against devils? Those recruits will have to be shot in the head sooner or later!"

Hu Yi choked Gao Yidao with a headache, but Gao Yidao's words did make sense, and he couldn't help but raise a hand to pinch his forehead.

Gao Yidao saw that Hu Yi stopped talking, stopped pacing, hugged his arms, and said: "I think we still have to follow my original idea, since there are not enough guns, then we have to shoot close, fight hard, hide at a distance of fifty meters, a row of guns, two grenades, and then charge with bayonets, no matter how good his marksmanship is, it is useless, and the grenadier has to drink the northwest wind." As long as the devils are exhausted, I don't believe those puppet soldiers still have the guts!"

Hu Yi sighed, this Gao Yidao is full of desperate heads, and he wants to pick his three-plate axe wherever he goes, although Hu Yi is not as good as Gao Yidao, but he also understands the bayonet tactics, so he asked Gao Yidao: "Don't forget, this is not an ordinary battlefield, twenty carts loaded with grain are on the road, from the beginning of your charge, the enemy must be behind the cart, do you calculate how much discount you have to make for this charge? Besides, if it becomes a hand-to-hand fight, even if we win in the end, how many people will be left?" So how do you pull all this grain back?"

This time it's the turn of the high knife not to squeak, the bayonet charge on the battlefield is about momentum, skill is secondary, rushing straight with a bayonet, by running momentum to the enemy in front of a rapid blow, if there is no stabbing, can not stop entanglement, must take advantage of the momentum to continue to move forward, rush to the next enemy, leave the enemy behind him to other rushing comrades, such a bayonet charge is powerful, the most taboo stop the brawl is entangled, stopped, are the first to die.

Hu Yi is right, as soon as he charges, the enemy will hide behind the cart, and no one will jump out and stand in front of the bayonet, in this case, the momentum of the charge will be neutralized, and it will eventually evolve into a big brawl behind the cart, and it will become more than anyone with more knives and better technology, don't think about the consequences, the devil's bayonet skills are excellent, plus the pseudo-soldiers are full of black guns everywhere, hanging!

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the troops are not enough, so she feels that no matter how she fights, it is not right. At this moment, the evil star Hu Yi also lost his evil spirit, only his brows were tightly locked, and the high sword with no one in his eyes was also arrogant, only a long sigh remained. The two of them sat and stood, both silent, staring at the bonfire, staring blankly.

For a while, the valley was completely quiet, but the soldiers of the second company were even less sleepy, and the conversation between the company commander Gao Yidao and staff officer Hu Yi just now did not deliberately lower the tone, so everyone could basically hear it. At first, everyone was excited about going to loot food, then they were entangled because they didn't plan properly, and now, like the two people at the campfire, fell into a dumbfounded silence, not knowing what they were thinking.

The only ones who were not affected were Class 9 and the newcomer Lao Luo. Class 9 has autonomy, and the squad leader Hu Yi has the final say, so everyone doesn't have the heart to pay attention to any plan, anyway, it is impossible for the squad leader to lead Class 9 to jump into the fire pit.

The bonfire burned more and more, and I saw that the row of Japanese-style military lunch boxes on the head of the fire began to gurgle, and the fragrance of rice overflowed. Luo Fugui squinted and sniffed intoxicated, Ma Liang and Lao Luo talked in a low voice, and Liu Jianqiang studied curiously by the light of the fire around the 'big lifting pole' that Lao Luo and they carried.

A small hand suddenly fell on Hu Yi's shoulder, which made Hu Yi by the bonfire wake up from his melancholy, turn his head, and see a pair of pigtails behind him.

The little girl smiled and winked: "Fox, it's time to go home for dinner." ”

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